Vanilla Sky Page #5

could be the girl

of my f***ing dreams.

- You're not from Ohio.

- I know.

But if she fucks up our friendship,

she can go to hell.

I won't allow it.

We are bros.

- I feel the same way.

- Sure you do.

- Hi.

- How you doing?

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Where are you going?

I am Frank,

and Frank must go.

- What?

- I good you bid evening.

Wait. I'll go with you.

- Stay, baby.

- I'll give you a ride home later.

- No, I have to work tomorrow.

- You--

You are in great hands.

I'm just humoring myself

that my opinion matters.

You will never know

the exquisite pain...

of the guy who goes home alone...

because without the bitter, baby,

the sweet ain't as sweet.

Have a good time.

The sweet and sour speech again.

- Why are you scared of heights?

- Many people are scared of heights.

It's not the height

that bothers me.

It's the impact

that terrifies me.

I won't stay long.

Hey, Paolo.

Hello.

I have to take you for a walk.

I'm glad he protects you.

He's a lethal canine.

I love living here,

and I refuse to clean up.

No problem.

I have to work around the clock

to keep this place.

- You really are a dancer.

- For 14 years.

But I don't dance like you dance.

Do you want something to drink?

Sure.

Hey, beautiful, beautiful boy.

What do you want

for dinner tonight?

Do you want fried chicken?

I like your life.

Well, it's mine

and you can't have it.

I don't wanna know the story

behind this photo.

- Who's Sergio?

- It's a nickname.

- Your nickname is Sergio?

- It's a long story.

And we don't know each other.

- So many secrets.

- That's because I'm an arms dealer.

- I've never known an arms dealer.

- You do now.

What about you?

What's your nickname?

Citizen Dildo.

You are not staying over.

Never run a company. Stay an artist.

Stay an arms dealer.

Oh, please. Somehow

I can't play the violin for you.

Although, it must be difficult

controlling all those people's lives.

Everyone at that party is connected

to you for survival in some way.

It seems.

Ever been married?

Did you ever accept any

of your 12,000 proposals?

Twelve thousand and eight. No.

And you moved to New York to dance,

paint, act and deal arms?

Right.

Do you wanna hear Jeff Buckley

or Vicki Carr?

Jeff Buckley or Vicki Carr?

Both simultaneously.

Everyone said,

" Don't go to New York."

I just think good things

will happen...

if you're a good person

with a good attitude.

Don't you think?

You think I'm naive?

No. I really don't.

I dug her completely.

Somehow I'd found the last

semi-guy less girl in New York City.

I have to get to sleep.

Truthfully, I also work mornings

as a dental assistant.

Boy, am I going

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